(2014)
Today is never as lifeless like da… Was meant to be; the woods are idl… And birds pestering a harmless tre… And the squirrels knitting fiercel… And different people walking throu…
How deep Can love Swim Or How
A misfit is not a wish Neither is it a pitch, an area, a… Its about your balance The ability of practice or talent… Attitude to the frost and stagnant…
Tomorrow is a pretense Which you have to consciously Bel…
The journey yet so far I have walked the walk covered in a grimy sun dust Beaten by avalanche of rain But the journey yet seems soothing…
They are roaring And ready To go but My shoe Laces are still
if you don’t want to do anything but reading, read loud if you don’t want to read and maybe all you want is to eat, eat now,
One will fail to believe, if not Seen or perceived, what solemnly; Another heart had muster Precariously, for intent or brief A talent titled grief.
forever or never will thy bar crow… Or thy bell rung with town crier a… Nay, even if the tune or the bell… Covered in a well attacks?, no hum… Or slip into the well will be dece…
I wish i was born in the old days,… Greatly about how they look, when… Work with knowledge that makes the… They all have many sense than one… I wish i was an endowed poet then,…
I cry blood I cry a very dark red blood I cry I cry to read along the lines I Cry a meaningless tear sometime…
Sometimes i feel like I have done it all But maybe its not me Its the silk that’s unwilling To cover my feet.
Nothing is worth writing About until something Is worth reading a…
You don’t need Grades To do this Everyone does it And it
Poetry Poetry is for the weak The clean and tucked in worker beh… Poetry is for the lazy The fragile breeds with a right ha…
